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"Yes" | rospy | 57

 

Tanya obeyed and got out of the car. Her mom peeled out a little as she drove off.

Looking around the neighborhood, she noticed a group of black boys in hoodies hanging out in front of the quick-e-mart. One of them pointed at Tanya and shouted out "Hey there girlie, Come ov'r hea.fer sec" Reluctantly she obey and walked over to the group of boys. "Damn girl tat's a nice outfit. Ya new 'round hea?"

"Yes I am. I start school tomorrow." Tanya replied politely.

"Cool, I might actually go to class then if you're gonna be there. I'm Andre and these are my boyz. What's ya name? Ya live close by?"

"I'm Tanya and no I live pretty far away. Actually, I need to find money for bus fare to get home today. Can you help me?"

"I gots sum loot at my crib. Come on. Let's go." Andre broke off from his friends and started walking. Tanya followed behind.

As they walked Andre had some questions for Tanya. "Damn you smell good girl. Whatz wit tha leash? You must really like S&M."

Tanya repeated Andres words over and over in her mind "I must really like S&M", "I must really like S&M", "I must really like S&M", "I must rea....." Soon Tanya realized that she really did like S&M and replied to Andre. "Yes, I do like S&M. I guess I'm wearing the leash because I like the 'S' part."

"Well shit, I can help you wit the 'M' part. Let me be your master." Andre adjusted his cock as he replied.

"OK, You can be my master." Tanya said as she walked up the steps.

"Fuckin A. That's awesome." Andre said grabing Tanya's leash and guiding her into his apartment. The interior of Andre's apartment smelled horrible and there was garbage everywhere. "A'ight submissive. As your new masta, Imma give youz some rulez. Do whatever I ask and be happy to do it. You will obediently follow me around unless I tell you otherwise. You will never lie to me and you only will speak when I ask you a question. You will finish all your answers with 'boss' or 'masta' Do you understand?"

"Yes master." Tanya replied.

"Shit.. This day fuckin' rockz. A'ight slave, Is there anything I should know about you? Any sicknesses?"

"No I am not sick master. But I am afflicted. I have two curses on me. The first curse is that I must do whatever I am told to do by anyone and the second is that I my smell will cause boys to lust me and girls to hate me master."

"Curses? You fer realz? Damn you crazy girl. A'ight I can handle your little curse thing later. But fer now, I'm fuckin' horny as hell. Git o'er here and service me." Andre commanded as he ploped into his ripped-up brown couch.

Tanya did as she was told and zipped his jeans and pulled them down. She then reached through the hole in his boxers and gently pulled out his cock. It was huge! She licked around the base for a while before slurping it into her mouth. Slowly he got harder and harder until it no longer fit in her mouth and she had to use her hand like a pussy canel. Andre gazed at her outfit as her head bobbed up and down. "A'ight. Lay down now" Andre said.

Tanya laid on the dirty carpet and Andre climbed on top so that his dick was directly in front of her face. "Keep sucking slave." Tanya put it back into her mouth and stroked dick with her hand. Andre began fucking her face. He got rougher and rougher until he was forcing all 11 inches down her throat so her nose was rubbing against his happy trail. After 10 minutes of non-stop throat abuse he finally pulled out and came all over her face, hair, and black dress slip. He then wiped off his dick with the dress slip.

"A'ight, slave don't bother cleanin' yourself up. But you can git to work on cookin' me dinner and cleaning this apartment. Get to it. I gotta make some phone calls."

"Yes master" Tanya bowed and went into the kitchen. There was a big pile of garbage and probably a garbage can buried somwhere underneath it. Roaches crawled all around and maggets were spawning in the sink. Tanya opened the fridge and found it empty except for some condiments. "What the fuck am I supposed to cook?" Tanya asked herself.

 

Who is Andre calling? What will she cook? Will she ever make it home?


          The Real Andre.

 
 
 

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